Gilles and Jacques
Well, that was bound to happen, wasn't it? Jaws has won one at last! David Coulthard has opened the title race wide open, for now. Mika Hakkinen was so busy practicing his press conferences in order to keep everyone awake, including himself, that he forgot to change gears and subsequently gave Mclaren its first retirement of the year. Of course I hope this won't be the last time, not that I don't like Mclaren or Mika and Coulthard, but I'm still hoping for an exciting season.
The Villeneuve family on a motorbike for a change.
The Ferrari's were once again the better then the rest. Well done Eddie! For the second race in a row Jean Alesi managed to score a point for Sauber so congratulations to him as well. He's completed the fifth most laps this season, and has the best starting record of the season so far with a total of 14 places gained in the very first laps. So there must be life in the frog ŕ la bolognese still! Villeneuve said after the race that fighting that hard for fourth place was rather difficult, and that brings us to someone who would never find that a challenge, his father.
See Jacques think: 'I want a car like that when I grow up.'
For most of his career with Ferrari, and in particular 1980 and 1981, Gilles Villeneuve's car was "a shitbox" or a "wallowing red Cadillac" but he fought as hard for an eleventh place as he would for a first place. If the car was good for a tenth place, he would drive his balls off to finish ninth. The championship meant nothing to him, what did matter was being fastest in every race, every lap, every turn. He prefered crashing out while being in first place than pitting for fresh tires and finishing in fourth place. Not very smart perhaps, but intoxicating to witness I can imagine. There are too many anecdotes to list here, but try visiting some of the sites dedicated to him and think of him whenever Grand Prix racing serves up another dull cocktail of cars merely following cars and hoping for a better pitstop in order to pass. Screw Pitstops! Remember the good old times. Oh Jesus, this sounds so corny. Ok, in the good old days, maybe the racing was more interesting and more exciting, but it was also a lot more dangerous. As you might know, you always seem to lose the good things in live; Gilles Villeneuve, Jim Clark, Ronnie Peterson, Ayrton Senna and the list goes on. So maybe it's better this way, we don't want to lose any more great ones, now do we?
On of Gilles' legendary moments, driving around on three wheels for three rounds.
On one side it surprises me that Jacques started racing, with his father dying during a race and stuff. But on the other hand it's not strange at all. Gilles always took his whole family with him to the races. To do this he had this camper where they lived during the season and where they could live like a family. He detested fancy hotels where the bed was not his and the food not the steak and fries that he loved. So little Jacques didn't know better; the cars, the racing, the sounds, the smells and so on.
That's it for this race, until next time with the ever lasting question what cars do the formula one drivers drive in the private lives. You'll be surprised! And don't forget to watch the Spanish Grand Prix. It's a very fast track so guess who's going to win again.